[Monster Chronicles? Typhon]: Typhous, the youngest son of Gaia, the mother of the earth, and Tartarus, the god of the abyss. Born in Mount Cilicia, he has hundreds of dragon heads, and each mouth stretches and breathes dark red.
The serpent letter, hundreds of pairs of terrifying eyes spurted out flames from time to time. Typhon took on thousands of incarnations, transforming into sandstorms that raged across the Peloponnese continent. It once caused chaos in the world, and was later eliminated by the King of Gods.
Defeated with lightning and imprisoned in the endless abyss.
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Although Kratos doesn't know why Anandora follows him, he scorns the so-called disaster. Now he is fearless of all disasters.
From the beginning to the end, Anandora's eyes were empty and lifeless, and even her eating movements were very stiff.
Legend has it that Pandora is the most perfect woman in the world who was jointly created by the gods. Pan means everything, and Dora means gifts. "Pandora" means the woman with all gifts.
But legend has it that during the birth of Anniedora, Athena, who was responsible for giving her dexterity and wisdom, did not use her divine power. Eventually, Anniedora did not have the spirituality of a mortal and could only rely on instinct to act.
Although the person in front of him at this time was called Anandora, Kratos was convinced that this beautiful girl who was regarded as a disaster was the Pandora he knew in his previous life. Looking at such a beautiful girl, but under the eyes of the gods,
After being tricked into becoming a walking zombie, Kratos sneered in his heart. All living things in this world are just creatures of the gods, and one day someone will stand up to end it all.
"Am I beautiful?" Anandora looked at Kratos with her empty eyes and said.
Kratos nodded affirmatively: "Beautiful."
But what Anandora said next made him hesitate. A large piece of meat that just slipped down his throat got stuck in the center, making Kratos' face turn red and almost becoming the first Sri Lankan to choke to death on food.
Bada people.
"Do you want to have sex with me?"
Kratos: "..."
Kratos now finally understands what beauty is. The most beautiful girl in the world sits in front of you without any defense, and uses the most naked language to ask about the most primitive desires in his heart. Even Kratos can't bear it for a moment.
I can't help but be ready to move.
Just when Kratos was fighting between heaven and man, Annedora suddenly made an unexpected move. (Winter Melon knows that you are thinking wrongly... Don't worry, it's definitely not taking off your clothes, it's not so fast...)
Anandora suddenly approached Kratos, and the tempting scent of musk continued to penetrate into Kratos's nasal cavity. Then she stretched out her mutton-fat jade-like hands and gently touched Kratos' face.
, his fingers traced along the pale white tattoo.
Anindora said in her voice without any emotion: "The cries of the dead and the attachment of relatives converge into an immortal curse. Drawing strength from killing, you will be entangled in pain and blood all your life..."
Anandora's voice was like chanting the prophecy of the gods, her empty eyes saw through the river of destiny, and even the tattoo covering half of Kratos's body gradually became clear.
At this time, Kratos's eyes suddenly widened, and he suddenly discovered that there was a black color that was so rich that it could not be diffused around the top of Anandora's head.
Hunger, pain, disease, disaster... hallucinations representing all human sins lingered above her head. Only then did Kratos finally understand why everyone would run away in panic when they saw such a beautiful girl.
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Boom!
Suddenly a thunder exploded in the sky. Kratos subconsciously raised his head, only to find that the dark night sky had been replaced by rolling dark clouds. The dark clouds were rolling like thick ink, making him feel like he could hardly breathe.
A smoking hurricane rose from the desert horizon, like a storm channel linking heaven and earth. Everything, including rocks and trees, was carried away by the violent wind. No mortal could struggle against this boundless power of nature.
From the moment the smoking hurricane appeared until it arrived in front of Kratos and Anandora, it only took two or three breaths. It was so fast and powerful that only Hermes, the God of Speed, could achieve it.
Maybe you can survive this hurricane.
Kratos looked at the sudden appearance of the smoking hurricane with a livid face. He suddenly pulled out his sword and inserted it deeply into the ground, leaving only the bronze handle outside, while holding on to it with one hand.
, the other hand hugged Anandora and held her tightly in his arms.
Anindola, who was protected in her arms, slowly raised her head and looked at Kratos as if she didn't understand the intention of his actions. But at this moment, the smoking hurricane had come to them, surrounded by gravel and bonfires.
He was swept up, and the clothes on his body were blown away.
Feeling the strong suction, Kratos lowered his center of gravity as much as possible, holding on to the only support with his hands. But as the suction became stronger and stronger, Kratos felt that the sword in his hand was gradually shaking.
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Strange smoke spreads out from the center of gravity of the hurricane, caressing everything around it that is about to be swallowed up by it like tentacles.
But when the smoke spread to Kratos, it suddenly stagnated, and finally shrank back at an extremely fast speed, looking as if he was frightened.
"Huh?"
At this moment, a voice suddenly came from the hurricane, as heavy as thunder and as far-reaching as an oracle.
The raging hurricane suddenly stopped moving forward, and a strange face suddenly appeared in the center of the hurricane. It seemed to have countless heads and eyes, but if you wanted to look carefully, you couldn't see it clearly. The voice of this face's voice was also unclear.
It seems ethereal, sometimes it is human words, sometimes it is the roar of a cow, or the roar of a lion.
"Annedora, it's actually Annedora!"
"The son of Gaia, the mother of the earth, the smoker born in Mount Cilicia, brother of the gods - Typhon." Anandora's voice and expression did not contain any emotion, just like a typical book
He read out the monster's name stiffly like a textbook.
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He is actually the son of Mother Earth, a powerful monster with the power of gods and the body of a giant - Typhon.
But this monster that is comparable to the gods is stagnant here at this time, and seems to be very afraid of Anandora. Kratos, who noticed this, couldn't help but have a strange light flashing in his eyes.
Then the face in the hurricane finally set its sights on Kratos. He suddenly roared and sprayed out flames with wind and thunder, roaring towards Kratos.
Kratos was startled, and subconsciously protected Anandora behind him. At the same time, his whole body surged with strength, and he used his strongest strength to slash the bronze sword down.
boom!
The bronze sword struck the ground and splashed yellow sand all over the sky. Kratos split most of the flames with wind and thunder, and the remaining power detonated directly, leaving a huge hole in the place.
The yellow sand melted into a glass-colored liquid.
Kratos held Anidola in one hand and ran away desperately. At this time, half of his body was covered with burn marks, and his entire face was like a demon from hell. Blisters and thick blood were gushing out, dotted on the severely burned areas.
face.
After being blown away by the force of the explosion, Kratos bit the tip of his tongue violently, causing his consciousness to temporarily regain clarity. He immediately stood up with pain, picked up Anandora, turned around and ran away. He clearly realized that he and the other party were
The difference in strength makes it a terrifying enemy that even a demigod with the strength of ten thousand enemies cannot match.
Kratos lowered his head and glanced at Annedora in his arms. He was relieved when he found that she was unharmed. He ran forward with all his strength. Every time his feet landed on the yellow sand and bounced up, the powerful force would
Trampling a deep pit.
After waiting for all the dust to settle and discovering that his prey had actually escaped, the hurricane roared again, the billowing smoke all converged, merged with the storm and moved again with the power of destruction, and began to wreak havoc on the desert.
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Fortunately, Typhon seemed to be afraid of Anandora and did not dare to release the smoke. Typhon, who had lost his tentacles, was like a headless fly, raging crazily in the desert, but no trace of Kratos could be found for a while.
Fortunately, Kratos stepped on the quicksand cave usually called the Gate of Hell, and fell into the ancient ruins together with Anandora.
But the quicksand layer above the head was constantly shaking violently, and countless yellow sand and ruins buried in the yellow sand fell from it.
Seeing that the quicksand layer might collapse at any time, Kratos gasped and said, "Why did Typhon attack me?"
Anandora replied calmly: "Because he is afraid of me."
Kratos asked in confusion: "Why? With power that rivals the gods, there will also be times when you are afraid?"
"The gods created humans, but they were afraid of being eroded by human filth and contaminating their divinity. Typhon attacks you because he is afraid that you will open Anandora's box. Typhon, who does not have divinity, will also be tortured by human pain.
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"How to open Anandora's Box."
"Have sex with me."
Anandora said calmly, as if she was just answering a simple question like how to eat and drink.
But there was no embarrassment on Kratos's face at this time, and the slightly narrowed eyes on his disfigured face were burning with blazing fire.
When faced with the sudden death situation brought about by Typhon, the ancestor of the monsters, Kratos couldn't help but picture the destruction of his tribe. The pain of his loved ones' death came from the tattoos with ashes and blood drawings, turning into wailing in Kratos' eyes.
It kept echoing in Toth's ears.
Kratos looked at Anandora, who still looked calm, with a look of determination in his eyes.
"Savage Sparta, bear the wrath of my revenge!"
Kratos suddenly pushed Anandora's weaker body to the ground, tore open the burlap covering her body, and her perfect body immediately appeared. (To be continued)